Married to a Disabled Man in the 70's

I thought this matter was over. No one knew that at one noon in two days, the two old men fell down to the aunt Wang's house and their door, and they couldn't get up anymore. They shouted: "You killed my son, just You have to give me retirement!!!"

The two are Zhang Shu's parents. +++ Cartino Novel Network www.novelhall.com

The chief culprit Zhang Shu was the most severely sentenced. His family ran for many days, looking for (guanguan) department to rescue his son to no avail, learned that Song Qinghan broke Zhang Shu’s legs, and Zhao Sisi had to sue him, so he planned to Blackmailed, sitting directly in front of others shouting.

Upon hearing the news, Su Jiao Jiao was having lunch with Song Qinghan.

Because it is noon, Su Jiao does a lot, at least one (meat rou) dish and one soup, but in rural areas, but rare good food.

Su Jiao does not like to communicate with others. Once in the countryside, everyone likes to go to each door, so in general, Su Jiao closes the yard door, which cannot be easily opened from the outside, also Quietly.

Suddenly there was a hoarse, sharp, sharp voice: "Oh, hey, my son was broken by your leg, and the family was hollowed out to see him. You (the killing sha) thousand knives lost my son and lost my money. what……"

Su Jiao's hands shook, and the clip (meat rou) fell off.

Song Qinghan's eyes narrowed slightly, blocking the coldness of his face (color) Su Jiao Jiao: "I will come this time."

To the parents of the Song family, he was inconvenient to come forward. The two tacitly focused on Su Jiaojiao, but for others, Song Qinghan did not want to be sheltered all the time.

It’s good to eat soft rice once or twice, but not too much.

Su Jiao saw his eyebrows (color) cold, although his every move is more elegant than most of the rural areas, but his body is sturdy, he is not going to lose money, and he did not insist: "Then be careful."

"it is good."

The division of labor between the two, Song Qinghan strode out meteor.

At this time, a large group of people had gathered at the door, one after another wearing dark (color) or gray (color) short sleeves, clogs to see the bustle.

Song Qinghan opened the door, and saw an old lady of about fifty or sixty years old lying in front of the fence door, with gray hair. She looked pitiful in a patchy dress, and her crumpled skin was not fit in the dress (dew) Come out, old and sad.

The old man's cloudy eyes were crying for a long time, and the bad teeth were left with big teeth. When he opened his mouth and roared, he spit straight: "You hurt my son, and our family does not have it now. You have to feed us after you get up! Give me the place where I live, otherwise I won’t go here, and I will die when it’s up to you (killing sha)!"

Like in response to her, the voice of the old hoarse grandpa also sounded in the doorway next door, saying the same thing: "You girl is cruel! What did my son do, you must let him go to jail. Not enough, there will be a death sentence. If he dies, you will give me old-age care..."

Zhao Sisi closed the door deadly and yelled back with a loud and undiminished voice: "Then what am I doing wrong to be bullied by your son? You brought up a **** yourself, and he deserves it and deserves it!!!"

...

There were quarrels and curses on both sides.

Wang Jianye rubbed his temples with a headache, looked at it on the left, and exploded in anger, and impatiently shouted with his hands on his hips: "What's the matter with you? If your son bullied other girls, what about this?!"

"But my son is going to die! If it weren't for you, he would still be able to live a good life!!!" The old lady scolded even more, pounding her (chest xiong) mouth as if she could faint at any time.

Song Qinghan calmly listened to these words, and ignored the old lady, but asked the captain: "Captain, did you call the police and say?"

Wang Jianye was shocked: "What are you talking about?"

This is not illegal.

Isn't that the old lady? Encounter something, such as the stolen things at home, standing at this intersection to curse the street, anyway, can always scold the thief uncomfortable.

Now that he didn't go to the house and asked him to call the police, he really didn't want to understand for a while.

The old lady's howl was also a meal, but soon she continued to cry with her eyes closed, and some people who were easy-hearted around could not help but sigh, but no one said anything.

She is not the same as Mother Song, this is deserved!

Song Qinghan was indifferent, with a cold expression in her eyes: "Her act is a threat. I acted with courage, but I was threatened in this way. Whoever dares to see courage in the future! Whoever is bullied in the future will be bullied, anyway. Seeing to be brave enough to be blackmailed by the **** parents, they all suffer from their own losses."

As soon as the story landed, Wang Jianye and the onlookers were all stunned. Wang Jianye, Wang Jianye’s younger brother, said busyly: "This is the reason, Captain, Qing Han is a good boy, or know that Qing Zhen is in our trouble, our whole The brigade will suffer, so let’s not praise the hero, but let the hero be chilled."

Wang Jianye also understood, immediately nodded, shouting at the lively people: "Yes, I will call the Public Security Bureau, you all go back, no one cares, wait for the public security to come to deal with."

Everyone nodded: "Yes, let's go back to avoid blackmailing us when we get it."

The old lady suddenly panicked and threw herself over to hold the captain’s leg, crying with tears of heart: “You can’t do this! You can’t tell the police, I didn’t do anything! He hurt my son’s legs. What's wrong with me looking for him!!!"

Wang Jianye's forehead burst out, looking at his brother.

Wang Jianguo nodded his head and ran away first.

...

Song Qinghan held the door with both hands, and suddenly raised his voice to the people who were worried, "Aunts and uncles, stay away, but don't really walk away. If the captain of the first team is lain, you need a witness. Don't be afraid, let's stay away from her."

At the door of the yard next door two or three meters away, Aunt Wang cursed blackly: "Just make trouble, let you raise such a child to harm other girls' daughters, conscience and blame others?"

Su Jiao Jiao watched the whole process behind him, and thought Song Qinghan had no choice but to encounter such helplessness, who knew he had a way.

Many people ate a loss without culture, and many people ate a loss without culture, relying on themselves to understand nothing, and formed a set of logical theories.

Zhang Shu's parents are such people.

Because of Song Qinghan's words, the people around him were really far away, and his face was guarded. Many grumpy people had already scolded.

The captain was hugged by his legs, but he was helpless, but he couldn't get away. He could only stand there motionlessly: "Okay, you make trouble, anyway, we did nothing wrong!"

The old lady was so faint that she didn't understand how to do this?

She brought her wife to cheat the money. Her son was injured. How could she lose money? At home, the pillars are gone, but that is their life's root. They are afraid of the country, but they are not afraid of these people.

Unexpectedly, this would happen. The old lady looked at the man who scolded away at herself and looked back at the young man, who hated to die: "You have killed my son, and you have to kill me! I will never end with you!!!"

With that said, the old lady let go of the captain directly, and she would pounce on Song Qinghan.

Su Jiao Jiao suddenly felt depressed in his heart, and didn't wait for Song Qinghan's actions. He first stepped over, closed the door, and roared across the doorknob: "What hurts your son? Isn't your son bullying others first? The son is not good at teaching, and bullying someone weaker than himself in his own strength is rubbish!"

Song Qinghan accidentally slowed down a step, seeing his wife so angry, and suddenly laughed, and said warmly: "You don't have to worry about them, it makes no sense."

Most people are not really bad people, but there are also people who are really sad and mad. He has a deep experience and knows that some people, no matter how they are educated, can't get better.

Su Jiao's pretty face swelled and said seriously: "It should be said that you can't lose money in this respect, otherwise you will suffocate and make others uncomfortable, which is better than yourself."

Song Qinghan: "... makes sense!"

The door was suddenly closed, and the old lady was unable to enter. She stubbornly knocked on the door. When she saw the door firm, she smashed her shoes and scolded: "It's not like those **** who are not right! Walking is always wrong. No wonder no one else, the flies don't bite seamless eggs, they deserve it!"

Su Jiao Jiao sneered: "If someone (killed sha) son, should he die?"

The old lady was breathless and cried again: "Help, someone wants (to kill Sha) my son..."

She cried more and more pitifully, but this time no one sympathized with her.

The old lady couldn't do anything wrong, and looked at the old grandpa next door far away, crying and complaining about her life, good son, how can you eat a prison? Now that his legs are broken, I don’t know if I can stand up in the future. They raise children and guard against the elderly. How can I live in the future?

Su Jiao was very angry, and was suddenly laughed at by this sentence again. He coughed across the door and pressed the smile between his throats.

Song Qinghan smiled at her and smiled at herself. The handsome face immediately dispersed the indifference to Zhang Shu's parents.

*****

At this time, Mother Song suddenly ran, studying the old lady, and went to the door of their house: "Oh, Song Qinghan, you have no conscience, even your mother does not want it, your brother is like this, and the family has run out of money. I don’t know how to take it out.

Two people: "..."

Wang Jianye was anxious: "What are you doing again!!!"

Mother Song choked her neck: "I'll make trouble! This is my son's home!"

Song Qinghan frowned slightly, just moved, but was pulled by Su Jiao Jiao shook his head: "Don't go out, follow them."

Song Qinghan stopped, holding her hand tightly, and the smile disappeared just now, no matter how you care, but every time I saw their unscrupulous behavior, my heart was still cold.

His lips twitched, and he looked down at the white and tender fingers in his hand, and some dull heart finally felt a little more comforting.

Fortunately, the police arrived in a car.

The mother Song, who had seen the powerful public security, hesitated for a moment, then counseled herself to get up, walked aside as a spectator, and some people laughed at her, so she scolded her back with her waist.

The two old men didn't expect that there was really a public security officer. If they were afraid, they would just go to the ground and play tricks.

The public security officers had no choice but to persuade them for a while without seeing them cooperate: "Old lady, it's useless for you to make trouble at the door of other people's houses. It's not a matter of others."

"I don't care, my son is like this, they don't have to lose money!" Seeing the public security can't help themselves, the two old men are more courageous and threatening.

Several public security comrades looked at each other, all sweating anxiously behind them.

Sujiao Jiao lay beside the wall. Seeing this, he took a deep breath with some nervousness, and made an eye (color) to the policemen, and signaled them to come.

One of the policemen came over curiously and heard her say, "Comrade Public Security, you are carrying the law. Look at this is the threat of Ming Huang, threatening legal personnel, threatening good people who act righteously, even if they are old, they should be punished. To be punished, isn't it?"

"This matter must give a lesson, otherwise you have to come a few times..." Song Qinghan also added a sentence next to it.

The young comrades in the public lighted up and looked at the young man who was speaking. He remembered this person and met the newly-appointed deputy director. He was a lot more cautious. After thinking for a while, he ran over and whispered to other colleagues. A glance, tacitly took out the handcuffs:

"In this case, two old comrades, you threaten the public security and threaten good comrades who are willing to do things right. This matter has already been punished. Then go to the Public Security Bureau for a trip!"

The two old men were shouting, and suddenly they saw the handcuffs, and they were so dumbfounded that their faces were white, and they shook their heads vigorously: "Don't don't, I don't have!!!"

"Chi...counseling!" The onlookers sneered in disdain.

The two old men were struggling with red ears, and their legs, which were still unable to move, also climbed up, and they ran away after struggling, but before they started, they were held together by several policemen: "Don't go, don't go, let's go back and discuss you What kind of plot does this belong to? Seriously, do you want to go to jail or talk..."

The two old men's legs were soft, and they regretted that they were all green. I saw that I was struggling. I saw that I was getting closer and closer to the police car, and my legs were shaking. Finally, I grabbed the door and counseled, "Comrade Public Security, I'm wrong Isn’t it okay?"

Comrade Gong An was almost laughed out of the contrast before and after, and immediately stretched his face: "No!"

Su Jiao Jiao waited for the two to be framed before opening the door, and Song Qinghan was pulled by Daniel and another young man to speak quietly.

Mother Song hid in the crowd, looked at the public security, and then looked at Su Jiao Jiao. Finally, she gritted her teeth and rushed straight over, pulling Su Jiao Jia to walk forward unexpectedly: "Comrade Public Security, wait, my daughter-in-law abuses me... …"

"Ah..." Su Jiao Jiao didn't expect this, and one of them was staggered, and his feet were stumped.

"Let go!" Song Qinghan's face (color) changed slightly, and she didn't want to come over and hold her hand a little harder, while sipping.

Mother Song's voice suddenly froze. A pain in her hand changed her face (color), and she let go immediately.

Su Jiao was anxious and leaned on Song Qinghan's arms. The pain in her ankle made her head suddenly burst into cold sweat. Instead, she took hold of Mother Song's hands and shouted: "Comrade, someone maliciously wounded people. I will go to the hospital for examination! You help me to push her over and pay!!"

At the same time, the red and red sympathetic laughter sounded in her mind: [Trigger Task 16, Master Host, you are suffering. In order to make up for your injured little heart, please host Master think of a way within 48 hours Where the husband (kiss wen) host was injured, a successful reward: a surprise gift box, four Guben Peiyuandan ((强qiang) physical fitness, eliminate hidden minor pain, function (强qiang) great) 】

Su Jiao's angry expression almost broke down, and the next second was a roar of madness in his heart: [Red, you give me out! ! ! 】